I was out dumb late last night and couldn't sleep right away so despite my intentions of having a jampacked productive afternoon, it ended up being a true Lazy Sunday.

On my way to meet P, I dipped into Manic for my first coffee in weeks. It was Emma's last day and she linked up some magical brew that tasted like blueberries and a cookie in the shape of a turd. I felt loved.

Met P at Tacos El Asador for some Guacamole and Squash Pupusas. Sometimes, the pupusas are really bland and other times, they are a salty pancake of heaven. Today, they fell in the latter category.

The food was eaten in Christie Pits, where we watched the worst baseball game ever(i'm so going back next week) between the Boston(Brantford) Red Sox and the Toronto Maple Leafs.No San P, so lime Perrier had to step in as a last minute replacement. Meh.

After a heavy grass sprawl and shittalking session, we headed to the mainline to take flicks. A couple gems hanging out there right now for sure.

After walking the lines, we went to pick up his little homie, Ella and hit up the dog park. I'm not a dog park guy but there's def some funny cliques that have their whole social circle and routines going on.

Finally, en route to the east end..I caught a flat so loud it sounded like a gunshot trying to catch airs on this goofy bank. Total instant karma for doing such dumb stuff on a bike with a janky wheelset.

When I lived in Montreal, over the summer there would always be fireworks at La Ronde. Some of the displays were the best I have ever seen. Last night's Festival Of Fire at Ontario Place wasn't quite the same but fireworks are always good. This camera makes them look about 80 times better too.

01 July, 2008

30 June, 2008

I observed that's not the caseAt any time and placeI ask the future for the answers to the questions that I faceI had a place called contentment but the rent was too highGot evicted from that shit now I'm bentThrough the SKY i spy my patience like the enemyIt's like a nation that pretends to be downBefore you turn aroundI yearn for sounds of bliss so crisp you can't ignore themand the more men who listenThe smoother my mission flowsAddiction grows like seedsAs my need to achieve feeds meI'll take a rest after the lead

sometimes you gotta get your rap nerd on and listen to songs that you really liked and remember why

19 August, 2007

Envisioning the hereafter, listenin to Steve WonderOn a Quest for Love like the Proceed drummerI strike like lightning and don't need thunderInhale imagination and breathe wonderThat's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from herIt's a cold world and niggaz need summerAt times my going forward seems like retreat As I rewrite rhyme after rhyme and throw away beatsGrowing into my britches, outgrowing the streetsThere's a thin line between war and peace, whores and jeepsIgnore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pagesMy third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagiousRedeemin the ancients with ageless rhyme jargonI feel Mexican, hip hop is my gardenDon't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honorIt ain't that you sellin, it's your karmaRappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grownPoetically perform fly-bys, another rapper goneThe stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummyNot for the money, I could have sampled Diana Ross a long time agoMy mind of flow is like motor key 20Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twentyHollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a manFlip drugs and get land, I can see my man RashadAs he described how the bucks hit himAnd said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit himThis bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was cominI said it's here..it's here...it's here

I like finding forever and all...but you are more clever than the good feeling positive stuff that everything you do sounds like now